Jul. 8th, 2002

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So far this evening has sucked more than words could describe. The 5:15 SLAC shuttle was *45 MINUTES LATE*.

It's 76 degrees out, and it has already started cooling down---the high was 86.

When we did get off the bus, I let the other interns lead me and they went in a fucking semi circle to get to a straight line destination. Then they went to the post office and I stupidly followed them. Then when I needed to go to Xanadu to check for mail, only one of them kept me company (yay for nice intern).
By the time I got to Xanadu, I felt seriously dizzy and ill. There were no packages and no mail for me. I still have no bed sheets. I still have no jacket. I don't think I'm going to get them---I think it was all returned to sender at this point---it's been nearly three weeks.

And they babbled at me about how renting sheets is 42 for 8 weeks 30 for four, and I just couldn't deal, and so I left.

Then we had to walk the rest of the way home. I didn't pass out. This is good.

I'm going to post this and then go drink lots of water. Make myself food and/or shower. This day sucks sucks sucks even if I like my job.

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